Chapter 148 Chapter 148 Fake news of Verity's death

The ladies of Kettricken whispered eagerly to each other about her, and I knew that rumors of her pregnancy had spread, and wondered if Regal had heard too.I was well aware that rumors almost always circulated in ladies' circles before they became public knowledge, and I was suddenly eager to find out if Regal knew that Kettricken was pregnant with the heir to the throne.I handed Soot the reins, thanked him and promised to tell him all about it later, but Burrich put his shoulders behind me as I walked towards the castle. "I want to talk to you now." He treated me almost like a prince at times, and at other times as a little character worse than a stable boy.His words were not a request, but a commanding tone.Hand gave me Soot's reins with a wry smile, and left to tend the other animals, and I followed Burrich, who was leading Red, back to the stables.Finding a space for Hong'er next to Sooty's stable was not difficult, because there were too many stables that had already been vacated.We began the routine of caring for the horses.While tending the horses, Burrich worked nearby, and the intimacy of the routine was delightful.It was pretty quiet at our end of the stable, but Burrich waited until there was no one around before asking me, "Is that true?"

"Honestly, I don't know either. My contact with him has been lost, it's been very weak before going to Jieyi Bay, and I always have a hard time maintaining contact with him when I am fighting. He said that I am very concerned about the surrounding area. The man who built a strong defense, but also kept him out." "I don't know anything about that, but I know the problem. Are you sure that's when you lost touch with him?" So I told him that I had faintly sensed Verity during that battle, and that perhaps he had been attacked at the same time, and Burrich nodded impatiently.

"However, now that the situation has stabilized, can't you transfer skills to him and re-establish your relationship?" I immediately suppressed my churning frustration. "No, I can't, I can't transfer skills like that." Burrich frowned. "Listen, since we know that the recent news communication is frequently wrong, how do we know that this news is not groundless?" "We cannot confirm, but it is hard to believe that Regal would have the audacity to fake Verity's death." "I can trust him to do anything," Burrich said quietly.

I stood up straight after helping Sooty clean the mud off the horse's hooves, and saw Burrich leaning against the door of Red's stable and staring into the distance, a lock of white hair a vivid reminder of how cruel and ruthless Regal was. people.He ordered Burrich to be killed as nonchalantly as if he had killed a pesky fly; and Regal didn't seem to care that he wasn't killed, not at all afraid of revenge from a stable master or a bastard. "So, what will he say when Verity returns?" I asked quietly. "Once he's king he won't let Verity come back. A man on the throne of the six dukes can do whatever he wants with anyone he deems a thorn in his side." Burrich didn't look me in the eye when he stated this, and I tried Don't let the barbed words affect you.This is true.Once Regal is in power, there will undoubtedly be a group of assassins waiting to act on his orders, and perhaps there are already.That thought really gave me chills.

"If we want to be sure that Verity is still alive, we have to send someone to him and bring back his message," I suggested to Burrich. "Even if the messenger can come back alive, it will take too much time. Once Regal is in power, the words of the messenger are nothing to him, and those who convey such messages will not dare to speak the truth out loud. We Need proof that Verity is still alive, and proof that King Shrewd will accept, before Regal comes to power, and the fellow won't succumb to Crown Prince for long." "But King Shrewd and Kettricken's children are still ahead of him," I protested.

"It turns out that even a strong adult can't sit comfortably in that position, let alone a frail old man or an unborn child." Burrich shook his head, putting that thought aside. "Let's do this! Since you can't pass skills with him, who can?" "Any member of the Skill Team." "Come on, I don't trust any of them." "King Shrewd might," I suggested hesitantly, "if he can get his power from me." "Would it work even if you lost touch with Verity?" Burrich asked eagerly. I shrugged and shook my head. "I don't know, that's why I said 'maybe'."

On Hong'er's freshly combed, shiny fur, he smoothed it out for the last time. "Try," he said firmly, "and as soon as possible, without making Kettricken grieve for no reason, because it might cost her her child." He sighed and looked at me. "Go to rest! Then make plans to have an audience with the king tonight. If I see you go into his chambers, whatever King Shrewd finds, I'll make sure someone sees it." "Burrich," I protested, "there are so many uncertainties, I don't even know if the king is awake or able to pass tonight, or if he will grant my request. If we do, Regal and Others will know that I am a skilled citizen of My Prince, and..."

"Sorry, boy," Burrich broke in suddenly, almost mercilessly. "There are too many dangers here that are more important than your safety. It's not that I don't care about you, but I think letting Regal know that you know the Skill, and proving that Verity is alive, will make your situation safer, It's better than getting everyone to believe that Verity is dead, making Regal think it's the right time to get rid of you. We'll have to try tonight, maybe it won't work, but we'll have to." "I wish you could find some elf bark," I grumbled at him. "Are you getting addicted? Be careful." Then he grinned, "Of course I can get some."

I smiled back at him too, and was surprised at myself.I don't believe Verity is dead, and the smile just now was meant to prove it.I can't believe my Crown Prince is dead, and I'm about to go head-to-head with Regal to prove it is.And it would be more satisfying to have me do it with an ax in both hands. "Can you do me a favor?" I asked Burrich. "What's the matter?" he asked alertly. "Be very, very careful yourself." "I have always been, and you should be more careful." I nodded, then stood in silence, feeling terribly embarrassed.

After a while, Burrich sighed and said, "Tell me, if I see Molly, what do you want me to tell her... what?" I shook my head selfishly. "Just tell her I miss her so much, what else can I say to her? I can't give her anything but that sentence." He looked at me with a strange expression, sympathy, not the slightest false comfort. "I'll tell her," he assured me.